Monday, July 29, 2013
I never blog when I'm doing well, so here! Things are going pretty well.
IDEAL PROTEIN STUFF
I found some low-fat string cheese that's got better nutritional stats than the low-fat turkey pepperoni I'm allowed to eat, and I'm trying to only have it every other or every third day or so. I'm still losing, so I think it'll be fine. We'll see if the coach gets mad. (She's pretty nice. The worst I've seen is "mildly chiding" so...)
This morning's weight was probably a bit of a lark. I was dehydrated from a long, hard day yesterday. (Nothing bad, just multiple events.) I had 16 oz of extra coffee to help me through the day, and I didn't recoup the difference with water. So I'll probably have a slightly higher weight tomorrow. NBD. It does look like I'm on track to hit 30 pounds down from my "official" start weight before my 2 month appointment. If it weren't SO IMPORTANT (apparently) for me to lose weight quickly, for my foot to heal/stop being injured, I think this would kind of freak me out. On some semi-scientific, semi-Spark-trained, semi-superstitious level, I feel like I'm trading one medical danger for another. But this is a temporary thing -- when the foot is pain-free and I'm cleared to abuse it again, I'll start transitioning off IP and do my weight loss more moderately. With exercise.
Do you know how much I miss exercise? Almost enough to brave the no-hiding-place dressing rooms at the pool near where I work. (I have body issues, yes.) It's the closest salt water pool. I'm not sure if my thumb/wrist will stand up to swimming, but I bet they have those floaty boards you can hold on to. I also have a month pass to the pool with better locker rooms and chlorine, so I suppose that's an option. It's only a little further out of my way. But I'm in the process of transitioning away from shampooing my hair (it's less gross than it sounds), and even when I soap and shampoo, the chlorine smell sticks with me, somehow; without shampoo, I'm doomed. (Swim cap helps, but doesn't keep all the pool water out.)
And swimming is kind of fun, but I've never been able to stick with it as religiously as other forms of exercise. The thing I miss most is walks. Long walks have been my primary method of getting my s--t straight, mentally, since high school. I have a love/hate relationship with my elliptical, but I also managed to do that a lot more regularly than I ever swam. I find the rhythm of the elliptical soothing and really really wish I could start using it again.
Still, swimming now and then, more for endorphins than calorie burn, might help keep me sane.
I'm down very, very close to the lowest weight I hit on Spark in 2010. It's less visible, this time, that I've lost weight. I think some of that is that my body stayed a little more trim, even after I regained weight, last time, so there's less difference than there was last time. Even as I regained weight, I kept a lot of the muscle I built. Still, it's strange to be down 35ish pounds from my highest weight and something like 30 from my IP starting weight, but not to be down a pants size. I'm comfortably wearing shirts that didn't look so great around the hips/tummy a couple of months ago, and the pants that fit well a couple of months ago could really do with a belt. So... not down a whole size, but down, for sure. And I don't want to sound like I'm super down or frustrated about it--I'm just surprised that two different "episodes" of weight loss, on the same body, could go so differently.
A couple of the chairs in my life are more comfortable now. I like that.
This is going to sound like complaining, but it isn't: I'm at the weight where people noticed, last time, but nobody has. Perhaps they notice a nearly 40 pound loss from a stable point, rather than a particular weight. Or perhaps they didn't notice my weight, last time, but the fact that I walked to work every day. They just assumed that I was losing weight, too. :)
I really don't mind--I actually dread discussing weight loss with my coworkers--one, in particular, though a number of them will be curious and gossipy.
I feel like I've decided I'm leaving this job; I'm no longer thinking about my tenure file or long-term consequences of stupid things my coworkers are doing--which should help my stress levels, honestly. I'm not applying to other jobs, right now, because I am hoping to get into that programming dojo thing in February. But I've started keeping my ears open.
Thanks for reading if you made it this far. I should write more, shorter blog posts, I guess. :)
But, like I said -- it's going pretty well.